Chapter 45: The Whole Sect Competition

It was a sunny day, the sun was blazing, and the sky was cloudless. On the martial arts training ground of the Yunmeng Sect Main Academy, there were already disciples from various academies who came here one after another early in the morning, waiting for the competition of the whole sect once every ten years.

And with the arrival of the disciples of various academies, the martial arts practice field, which is usually quite deserted, can be described as crowded and in full swing at this time.

Just when everyone was guessing the final ranking of this competition, suddenly with the ringing of a solemn and loud bell, the heads of each branch finally slowly walked into the field under the leadership of Luo Fan.

At the front of the seat, looking at the disciples of the various academies who had all quieted down and focused their eyes on him, Luo Fan nodded to the presiding officer who was already ready with a smile on his face, and with his signal, the old man in charge of the competition strode to the center of the ring after clearing his throat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I now announce the official start of the 10-year competition of the whole sect, and the rules of the competition are the same as before, first the disciples of each branch are free to compete, and finally the top ten obtained by each branch can be qualified to challenge the disciples of the main school, of course, during this period, if the disciples of the main school want to challenge, they can also propose to the disciples of each branch at any time, if the other party agrees, they can directly compete with them. ”

After looking around at all the disciples, the old man continued with a smile on his face after seeing that everyone was listening attentively to what he was saying: "Although there are only two places to win in this competition, I still want to remind you that the ultimate goal of our competition is to make a bigger breakthrough in the future in order to find your own shortcomings, so you must remember to stop at the point, don't come nonsense!"

After finishing speaking, the old man stopped talking nonsense, and nodded directly towards the place where the Four Branches were located, signaling that they could choose their opponents at will.

"Ren Changfeng of the Western Courtyard dares to fight with me!" Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, I saw a disciple of the Eastern Courtyard who was about twenty years old dressed in a white robe came to the ring in a flash at the signal of the old man, and shouted to the opponent who had already been selected.

"Ren Changfeng of the West Courtyard, please advise the senior brother of the East Courtyard!" and as he shouted, he saw a man in a blue robe suddenly walk out of the position of the West Courtyard and hug his fist towards the latter.

"Brother Chen, which of the two of them do you think will win?" Looking at the two of them who were already fighting together, Ling Xiao asked Duan Chen beside him.

"Although both of them have reached the mid-stage strength of the Transformation Yuan Realm, on the surface, the strength of the disciple of the Eastern Courtyard may be higher than that of Ren Changfeng of the Western Courtyard, and according to common sense, his chances of winning should be greater. However, as the saying goes, arrogant soldiers will lose, so I think the final winner of this competition should be Ren Changfeng of the West Academy. ”

Glancing at the two people in the ring, Duan Chen analyzed.

"Moreover, he is only one level higher than others, and now he is pretending to be profound, that Ren Changfeng is obviously at a disadvantage at this time, in my opinion, within ten rounds, he will be defeated, and then I want to see what face you have to stay here!"

Not far away, glancing at Ling Xiao, who had been following Duan Chen since he arrived here, Pang Tao said sarcastically to Duan Chen with a face full of contempt.

"Pang Tao, I'm talking to Brother Chen, what's the matter with you, that Ren Changfeng's strength is not as good as others, even if he loses, it's just human nature, what do you have to be angry!"

Looking up at Ren Changfeng, who was almost pressed and beaten by the disciples of the Eastern Academy, although Ling Xiao also felt that the latter's chance of winning was very low, but when she saw Pang Tao's hateful face, she couldn't help but retort out loud.

"Humph!"

Listening to Ling Xiao's words, although Pang Tao was very unhappy in his heart, he also knew that no matter what he said now, it would just be boring for himself, so after snorting coldly, he turned his attention to the arena again.

"Brother Chen, don't care about that annoying guy, after all, Ren Changfeng's skills are not as good as others, and it's normal to lose!" Seeing that Pang Tao was no longer speechless, Ling Xiao said to Duan Chen, who had never spoken.

"Don't worry, the victory or defeat is coming out soon, and Ren Changfeng will never lose. Smiling at Ling Xiao, looking at the two people who had completely entered the hot field, Duan Chen said.

"Senior Brother Ren's battle is over!" As soon as Duan Chen's words fell, he saw that the disciple of the Eastern Courtyard, who had always had the upper hand in the ring, suddenly slammed into Ren Changfeng, who was forced to the edge of the ring, with a big drink.

And with his full attack, Pang Tao's face was much more contemptuous of Duan Chen, obviously in his opinion, under this punch, Ren Changfeng would definitely fail on the spot.

But at the moment when the fist of the disciple of the Eastern Courtyard slammed down, the mutation protruded, and I saw that Ren Changfeng, who had no way out, suddenly rolled on the spot regardless of his image, and directly drilled under the crotch of the disciple of the Eastern Courtyard who jumped high, and then slapped it on the latter's back with lightning speed.

"No—"

As he slapped out one palm, he saw that the disciples of the Eastern Courtyard, who had already gathered all his strength and planned to win with one blow, suddenly turned off the ring with an unwilling roar.

"Damn, I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I want to compete with him again!" Seeing that he had lost the game like this, the disciples of the Eastern Academy were about to rush into the ring again with a face full of unwillingness.

But the moment he just climbed into the ring, the latter was directly forcibly dragged down by several personnel responsible for maintaining the order of the game.

"Well, knowing that his strength is not as good as the other party, he deliberately endured the humiliation, and at the last moment, seized the opportunity to turn defeat into victory, not bad, not bad!"

On the seat, looking at this unexpected result, Luo Fan said with a face full of approval. Obviously, he was also quite pleased to have such an excellent disciple among the juniors.

"Won, Brother Chen, he really won!"

In the field, when Ling Xiao saw the old man announcing the victory of Ren Changfeng in the Western Courtyard, the latter suddenly pulled Duan Chen's arm and cheered with a face full of incredulity, and at the same time, his eyes deliberately glanced in the direction of Pang Tao.

"Waste who doesn't fight for it, you can lose the game, you deserve to stay in the branch for the rest of your life!" Facing the self-evident mockery in Ling Xiao's eyes, Pang Tao scolded viciously in the direction of the East Courtyard.

Next, as the competition continued, almost all the disciples of the branch began to compete fiercely one after another.

It's just quite puzzling that the South Courtyard, which has always been recognized as the most belligerent of the four branches, has for some reason that no one has stood up to compete from beginning to end.

"Brother Chen's Southern Courtyard won't dare to send people to participate in the competition because of Xie Zhen's matter, right?" With a hint of puzzlement in his heart, Ling Xiao said to Duan Chen.

"No, I think they may be waiting for the opponent in their hearts to appear, and that opponent is likely to be our North Courtyard!" Glancing in the direction of the disciples of the Southern Courtyard, Duan Chen's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of worry.